He Xueqing walked beside Cen Yu, plotting how to get Meng Huan out of here.
He wanted to pretend to be magnanimous, not wanting Cen Yu to think he was petty, jealous, and wanted to kill everyone, but he also wanted all those people to get lost...
He thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Was that person your classmate?"
"Which one?" Cen Yu asked, looking down at the restaurant they were going to. It was supposedly filled with extremely rare and exotic ingredients; a quick search of the restaurant's name yielded nothing but—
If you come to Hailanxing and don't visit this store, you're making a mistake!
[This shop should close down already! It's so delicious, we really don't want you guys to find out...]
Do people on Aquamarine Star eat this well? I could come back again just for this!
"It's that guy who doesn't look easy to mess with," He Xueqing said, taking the opportunity to speak ill of him.
Cen Yu looked up at He Xueqing, somewhat confused as to who he was referring to. "Not someone to be trifled with?"
How come he remembers that all the students in their culinary arts department were soft and easy to handle?
After thinking for a while, Cen Yu finally remembered what He Xueqing had said: "You mean Meng Huan?"
"He's not in our department."
“He’s in the same department as Song Dong.” Song Dong is Song Xia’s rebellious younger brother. After learning that Cen Yu had entered the Interstellar Federation University, Song Xia immediately sent his brother there as well—but his brother absolutely refused to study the history of cosmic literature and insisted on going to the command department.
Just like the ABO world that Cen Yu visited, this place is also occasionally attacked by the Zerg, so the Command Department and the Mech Department have always been popular majors at the Interstellar Federation University.
"Oh." He Xueqing nodded.
"Isn't he from your department?" He Xueqing chuckled inwardly, then started cursing again, feeling that this person was a wolf in sheep's clothing. However, he couldn't directly point out the other person's thoughts to Cen Yu, so he could only ask coquettishly, "Does he know you have a boyfriend?"
Cen Yu looked at He Xueqing, "If he's not deaf, he should know."
He repeated what he had said to Meng Huan, then looked at He Xueqing, "Do you think he likes me?"
He Xueqing fell silent.
Cen Yu thought for a few seconds. "Impossible." He pointed to himself. "I'm a well-known poor guy on campus."
Hehe, He Xueqing thought, how could it be impossible?
He had already checked the Interstellar University Forum—this crappy forum, just like the Imperial Military Academy back then, also had an anonymous section—and people were already discussing it half a month after Cen Yu enrolled.
The code name is "poor devil".
[...Today I saw a poor person getting off public transport with bread in their hand, and it broke my heart.]
[Wow, this poor wretch seems to be from the old Earth; he doesn't have much money at home.]
[Report: I often attend classes with the poor guy, which testifies to his genuine lack of money. When people discuss where he lives, he always gives evasive answers, occasionally mentioning that he can see pink narwhals from where he lives.]
[A pink narwhal?? That can't be right. This isn't some famous aristocratic residential area on Aquamarine Star... These narwhals only like to go where the concentration of spiritual energy is high.]
Please forgive him! Looking at his little face as he bites into his bread, what can't be forgiven? *sobs*
Isn't there any kind-hearted person who can help him out?
[That guy from the command department went there, and he's currently a simp... but it seems he's straight and has absolutely no interest in her.]
[He can't be straight, right? I saw him being very close to another man before.]
You're talking about the big shot in the command department, right? That's his friend (smiles)
No! It's another one who seems to have a very good temper, and looks especially like a charlatan...
[I've never seen a charlatan. Someone once asked a top student in the command department if a poor guy had a girlfriend, and the student just chuckled and replied, "Guess."]
He Xueqing certainly wanted to use his authority to shut down this lousy forum, but of course he couldn't do that. He could only hint to Cen Yu, "I think you can let them know."
Cen Yu nodded, it was unclear whether this meant he understood or agreed with He Xueqing's decision.
However, He Xueqing didn't care. He happily went to the restaurant that was supposedly very popular with Cen Yu.
They ate a dish made from the eyeball of an ancient dragon and the brain of some unidentified creature...
They sat in silence at the dining table for a long time before Cen Yu finally spoke.
"Don't come again next time." This stuff is even worse than the canned food he ate in the apocalypse.
"Agreed." He Xueqing tried to keep smiling. For the first time, food could cause great harm to his inhuman body.
...
When Cen Yu got home and was about to take a shower, she found He Xueqing following behind her.
He went to get his clothes, and He Xueqing followed.
He Xueqing followed as they went to fill the bathtub with water.
Cen Yu turned his head. "You have something to say?"
He Xueqing leaned against the bathroom door frame. "No."
“But I recently learned a new technique for scrubbing a baby’s back,” he said to Cen Yu with a smile. “I think we can give it a try.”
Cen Yu asked curiously, "What method?"
He Xueqing didn't say anything, but stuck out her tongue in front of Cen Yu, revealing her newly pierced tongue.
Cen Yu: "..."
He glanced suspiciously at the fat cat sleeping in the living room, and only after confirming that the system hadn't noticed the commotion did he beckon to He Xueqing with his finger.
...
Cen Yu was certain that He Xueqing had some talent.
They can learn anything quickly and do it very well.
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